What can you do
When all you do
Is hurting the people
You love?
What can you do
When all you want to do
Is to make everyone proud
So you can feel their love?
What can you do?
Who is there to help you?
Will you be strong?
Will you fight until the end?
Or will you let it break you?
Will you break first?
Or will I?
If you break,
Who will help you up?
If you break,
Who will save you?
Better yet…
Who would kill you?
You and I
Neck and neck
Each on the
Edge of a cliff
The edge is crumbling
Under us
Who will be the one
To fall?
I see you pulling away
I see you trying to
Get free
If you fall first…
Will you pull me
With you?
If you fall first…
Would I jump
So I could be
With you?
If I fell first
Would you fall
With me?
For me?
Why do I ask?
I know you won’t
You don’t want
To face death
Not yet
Not for me
But you see,
I already have
I am not afraid.
Again.
One more fight,
One more blow
How much can
We take?
Who will break?
You or me?
Who will be the
One to make the fall?
It was me
I crumbled as you
Walked away
Our fighting was
One way to keep me up.
Standing. Solid.
But, it was killing me
Doesn’t that mean
That I was doomed
All along?
As I fall,
I await
The final blow
I await.
The fatal crash
Never comes.
It was like I am
In a bottomless void
Never ending,
Never stopping
Am I to be like
This forever?
Am I sentenced to
This Hell forever?
All because I
Love you
Thinking of you,
I heard it
My Savior
My Sanity
The only sound
In the Deafening Silence
Total Silence
The Violin
Violin in the Void
The only thing
Keeping me sane…
But fading.
Fast.
When it fades
Away…
What am I to do?
What will I
Hold on to?
Lose all I
Hold dear?
Lose my sanity,
My memories of you,
My sanity?
What would I become?
What will I become?
What did I become?
But after time,
How horrible would
It be?
Will I be so lost
I won’t remember?
Remember you?
Anything?
Who was I?
That is a horrible
Way to die
Suddenly…
I’m back
Back to reality
Back to the cliff
I look down,
Over the side
Once again,
I look down,
Searching and searching.
Is an end just a fable?
When none in sight,
Wondering…
Was is a dream…
Or a figment of
My tortured soul?
I look at you,
Back down
It’s just an image
In my head.
But I heard it.
Again.
My Savior
My Liberator
My Torturer
The Violin
Violin in the void
When down there…
Your friend,
Your Savior
Your only connection
To the outside world
Your Sanity,
No matter how
Weak.
Here?
Evil.
Here?
It’s terrifying
Here it lessens
Your hold upon the
Real, rational,
Reasonable world
Reminding you of
The endless Hell of Hells
Why me?
So terrifying…
I want to scream…
I open my mouth,
And no sound comes out
The sun goes dark,
The sky light
The Violin
is
